Self Defense Family – ‚Try Me‚I saw Self Defense Family a few months ago. Their shirtless vocalist looked dead-eyed at the 20 people at the show and said “This city, it seems to me, is one without any hint of character.” He also yelled a lot and used words like “dither” and “apport” and had “reject the factory, reject the cubicle” tatted on his chest. In other words, he’s probably a very chill dude.

Planning for Burial – ‚Desideratum‚Do you like being torn apart from the inside? If so, Thom is your man. He outpaces us all with every release.Desideratum by Planning For BurialHTRK – ‚Psychic 9-5 Club‚
“You know I’ve got mood swings I got no control of” is a phrase that perfectly encapsulates my inner dialogue and interpersonal relationships. The minimalism and dark synths give a sort of terminal buzz, the melodies creep up on the ass.

Lewis – ‚L’amour‚How is this the perfect album to listen to as you die, limply clutching the hands of your family, stumbling to the light in a narcotic stupor – but also – the perfect album to stumble into your wake after staging your death and murder-suiciding those who held your hand and cried as they watched you fade? Is this proof of a beneficent God or more of Satan’s trickery?

Carey Mercer – ‚Clouds of Evil (Book)‘Since Mercer’s album Skin of Evil I’ve really been bent out of shape. The book, partly about Mercer’s itinerant youth and punk rock, is really funny and way too short.

Ian William Craig – ‚A Turn of Breath‚Power and restraint are turn-ons for many, and palliative for others. A squeeze chute of an album. Peaks of numbness and sensation that are far too extravagant in their beauty for this sensible world.